Addicted

When I beat my wife
Because I hate my life
When I enjoy the assault
Then it’s not my fault

© Dominik Alexander / 2020

Disobedience

Wild we are
And without wings
We live in daydreams
With open eyes

© Dominik Alexander / 2020

Sonnet #4: Calm

We’re seldom moving backwards thinking into space
Those peaceful drifting feelings standing still in time
When softly running tears across your lying face
You’ve always told to nightingales I was your prime

© Dominik Alexander / 2020

Who are you?

Who are you?
The question is hanging
Like Damocles’ sword
Above my head

© Dominik Alexander / 2020

Von Füchsen und Amseln

Hartlaub badet in Ungeduld
Miss me a little?
Fragt der Habicht leise
Die Amsel am Waldrand

© Dominik Alexander / 2020

Prone to Power

Isn’t it our second nature / To try our best and destroy our future
We like to buy as cheap as we can / Who avoids to pay taxes we dearly stan

© Dominik Alexander / 2020

Interrogation

Sitting on a bench.
Surrounded by trees.
On a hot late August afternoon.
It was Sunday.

© Dominik Alexander / 2020